Snow

Freezing overnight temperatures & about 8cm of snow (metric! - OK I'm just showing off) have made today a bit of a stay-inside day. This did not stop me doing a mercy run this morning out into the sticks to get my son after a party last night. The roads were so bad that in some parts I could only drive at 10 mph (sorry, not that metric). Scary stuff if the road's not been gritted, but I had the joyful feeling of personal triumph when I finally regained terra firma.

Today is the Farmers' market, but not many stalls - thick snow, who can blame them. However some had built snowmen which seemed to cheer things up a bit.

John was there selling raffle tickets for the Pancake Race, so he had no escape; I told him all about my plans and, after a slightly bewildered look, he countered with his own news. Not sure, I think he won. 

Then I phoned a friend who was enthusiastic - which makes such a difference! - and she promised to help where she could.

I also phoned another girlfriend who gave me the interesting compliment that she could see me in African colours as she'd been looking at African fashion in the Sunday Supplement. Laughingly I suggested that I might come back wearing open toe sandals, flowing clothes and eating lentils. There followed a brief pause before she said that I already do.

do I?